Dreaming With My Head Held Up High.

Chapter 4: Confrontation

He looked at me furiously while holding back his anger. I knew that he was keeping it inside a long time ago. We've had this conversation many times, over and over, the answer would be the same.

"What do you want Atral? " He questioned coldly.

"You already know what I want Freed, tell me how to end this curse." I answered.

He raised an eyebrow. And smirked at me." I'm sorry, I have no clue on what you're saying." he said.

I clicked my tongue, holding back my fist which were ready to hit 'em with full force. I looked around---the room, everyone's frozen. Not an inch did they move nor did they even blink. Any normal person who would see this will immediately freak out for sure--- I stared at his face, this time his face had shown a devious smile and said with a confident tune. " Confused?"

I glared at him, I knew he was unto something. " No" I said and  continued. " Unfortunately , I'm used to this crap you're pulling."

He smiled, again he put on such an annoying look to his face. Damn. I'm itchin' to punch this guy, This time, he's putting up a fight. " Where's Exa?". 

" Dunno. " He answered

" I'm serious Freed. WHERE. IS. SHE "

Still gawking at me with a smile and a pair of piercing blue eyes. he answered back with sarcasm.

" I told you, I don't know." He puffed his collar "If you're so worried. Why not look for her ? 

I looked at him intensely, I knew for sure it was a trap. Yet, I had no choice. I have to follow him. I need to look for Exa.

EXA'S POV

W-what the hell is happening?!

I looked around, and saw everything freeze right before my eyes. As I was on my way to the laboratory, The seniors bullying the new kid had stopped halfway hitting his head, with one of them with his hand in the air, not even moving an inch. While the girls gossiping in the corner of the hallway had been standing there for 5 minutes already. No sound, no movements. NO ANYTHING.

Telling myself, that I'm dreaming. I slapped myself. HARD. not just once, not twice and definitely not thrice. But four time I did this.-- Call me crazy and masochistic, but hey~ You'd freak out too---  With each slap, nothing happened except for my cheek swelling that is .Maybe, I slapped myself too hard.

 " Great, another conspiracy Exa. The hell did you do this time. " -- I though to myself as I stood there ,observing my surroundings.

" I've had enough of this..." I murmured softly to myself. 

I left the hallway and ran around, exploring the school grounds, trying to find anything that might stop...or rather continue all of this. Searching endlessly, I came across the janitor's room---hoping to get something important from such an ordinary place, would be like events happening in games or Murder mystery novels----I thought as I opened it's doors. To my surprise, There was well... nothing. Nothing out of the ordinary inside except a pack of old woman spray, cherry berry lipstick color gloss and an opened men magazine with torn poster pages. Considering that the school janitor was a guy, these things really did shock me a bit.

 With only worthless (though a bit shocking) things inside, I sighed and closed the door. With my head out of the room, I glanced unto something at the corner of my eye, It was a glowing shade of crimson red. And surrounding it was the silhouette of a man, overshadowed by the dark lighting of the spot where he stood.

" Exa? " It said.

I stayed silent, normally freaking out in these situation would get me nowhere.And yes, unlike most people, I'm already used to strange things. 

" Y-yes? " I answered back " Something wrong Mr. Crimson eyes silhouette mystery man? " ---  maybe trying to pull a joke in this situation isn't such a good idea. His staring crimson eyes had seemed to turn irritated. clack clack his footsteps went as he walked further in on me until finally, just a few steps more and I would see his face. Although he was overshadowed, you can clearly see that he was a tall, well-built young man. His appearance would seem out of this world with just the mere color of his eyes. Strangely, his crimson eyes were pulling me in, the glittering spark in his eyes prevented me from running away. It's as if it was telling me to come closer and rid  myself of all my worries.

I realised that he was already a few steps away from me. Regaining my senses and now having a clear view of his face with the light shining in on him. There he stood, saying my name with a coarse-sounding voice. " Exa? " he reached out his right hand, walked closer to me and caressed my face. " I'm glad..." he said while his eyes watered " I'm glad you're safe." and finally hugged me.

Date and Time check:

June 20, 20XX; 10:54 am--- Atral Skies has now once again reached the turning point. Whether this encounter will be "to be continued" or an encounter of changing their fate will be decided by upcoming decisions.

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